The Lobster Magnet

(Best cornflakes this side of Second Miltia!)

Author's note: From the person who brought you "Malicious Traitor chaos," now as a part of TriangleItUp studios, Anna Skywalker. Check back for future chapters from Tricky and Mugi, the other members of TriangleItUp.


chaos froze, his hand outstretched, inches from the rectangular box of crispy golden-flaky joy. Near his hand, a much paler hand with neatly-filed fingernails hovered, ready to grab the very same box of cereal

chaos stared at Wilhelm, frowning at the elegant, calm smile on the other's face.

It seemed he and his former partner had chosen the same hour of the same day to visit the same store at the same location on Second Miltia, to obtain the same cereal of which there was only one box left.

Irony, it would be the death of him yet.

Well, Wilhelm wasn't the supreme lord of groceries, after all. chaos should just take the stupid cornflakes.

chaos' hand reached again for the flakes, but at the same moment, Wilhelm's hand gracefully inched toward the box as well. A quiet, amused smile touched Wilhelm's lips.

Chaos forced a smile upon his own face, concealing his irritation. He considered for a brief moment letting Wilhelm have the boxed joy, but Captain Matthews' reaction the last time he'd failed to retrieve them was not something he wished to repeat.

"Paychecks... at times... they bind us," he thought resignedly.

Chaos' hand flicked towards the box again, only to be matched by Wilhelm.

They continued in this manner silently for nearly an hour, neither willing to give into the temptation of impoliteness.

Finally, chaos sighed. "Take it."

Wilhelm's smile had long since become rather forced. "No, no. I insist."

Chaos put up his hands in protest. "No, really, it's fine."

They kept up their polite refusals for twenty minutes, chaos eventually ending up with the box in his hands.

"Thank goodness," he thought.

"Target item identified," declared a familiar voice. Chaos looked up to find himself face-to-face with the battle android, KOS-MOS.

"Oh, hello KOS—" chaos' greeting died on his lips as the crimson-eyed robot took the much sought-after cereal box in her iron grip.

"Thank you." She turned on her heel and walked in the direction of the check-out, pausing only to remove, strangely enough, a lobster from her long, shiny blue hair.

Chaos gaped at her, blinking several times in disbelief. So close, and yet, so far...

Wilhelm chuckled lightly and strolled away, empty shopping basket in hand, obviously deciding the spectacle was worth a box of cornflakes.

Chaos sighed heavily and headed out of the store. Hopefully, Captain Matthews' tirade wouldn't be as bad as usual.

Not thirty seconds after chaos had left, a stockboy placed twenty-five more boxes of Lobster Magnet's famous cornflakes on the empty shelf.


Yes, the store "Lobster Magnet" is named after the awesome flash video of the same name. No, it has nothing to do with cornflakes. Please review! If you ask nicely, I'll show you a picture of Wilhelm carrying a shopping basket that I photoshopped :